A/N: Some of you Tian people might hate me this chapter

Chapter 8: Working for Revenge: Part 3

July 27, 2012

"I have a bone to pick with you!"

"I know Dr. Graham I was supposed to come sooner."

"You're a newlywed! I was a newlywed once too and I know what they do! You could be pregnant right now!"

"I know and I am."

"When did you find out?"

"A week or two ago."

"Tiara!"

"I know Dr. Graham it has been a grueling month I'm sure you have seen the tabloids and internet."

She takes a deep breath and sits down in the chair, "Tiara I know that it's been… for lack of better words tough and the next eight months will be tough as well. People don't understand that motherhood starts right when the baby is conceived. Taking care of yourself is taking care of your baby as well. We need to get you on the right medication maybe tweak some things to make sure that your little peanut is carried to term. Now I'm going to need you to pull your dress up."

"Uh why?"

"Ultrasound to confirm the pregnancy."

"Oh right," I do as she says then lean back on the loud white paper.

"I'll be back in two seconds."

I look up at the lights with my hands on my stomach. This is it the beginning of a lifetime with a little being that will love you and their father forever. Ian should be here he should be experiencing the first ultrasound of his first child there's no taking that back! He will be heartbroken when he realizes that you went by yourself. Even if he is a dick his heart is in the right place and he is trying to do the right thing by you now.

I roll my eyes at the fact that my subconscious is giving me the guilt trip. Dr. Graham comes back in rolling a contraption that looks like a giant printer with a keyboard and screen at the top.

"Ready to get this show on the road?"

"Actually can we wait just five minutes?"

"Sure mind me asking why?"

"I want Ian here."

She smiles, "Go right ahead and call."

I lean over and grab my phone dialing Ian from my favorites.

He answers after one ring, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine um are you busy right now?"

"I'm never too busy for you."

"I'm kind of at the doctor's office and w-"

"Something wrong with the baby?"

"No well not that I know of but I'm about to have the first ultrasound and figured you would want to be here."

"We will reschedule this get together later guys. I'm already heading to the elevator babe."

I smile, "Good hurry up you know I'm impatient." I hang up and throw my phone back in my purse.

"Excited?" Dr. Graham asks.

"Yes and a little scared that it could've been a false positive."

"With all your symptoms I'm 99.9% sure you're pregnant," She finishes with a smile before patting my hand.

Barely five minutes pass before there is a knock on the door. A nurse pops her head in, "We have an eager father to be out here."

"Send him in," Dr. Graham says.

With a giant contagious smile on his face Ian enters, "I'm so glad you called." He sits down in the chair next to me and as if pure instinct we grab each other's hand.

"I don't want to kill your mood but I just want to let you know that you won't see much right now. It will be total luck if I can get a good imagine so cross your fingers." She grabs a bottle off the cart and squirts my lower stomach with some type of freezing jell. She then picks up some type of wand tool and starts to move it around. "Hmm oh there we are! Say hello to your growing boy or girl."

I can't hold back the smile that is plastered on my face. "So this is the yolk sac," She points to a little circle in a bigger black circle. "I can't tell you if you're having a boy or girl but I can tell you that you are definitely pregnant, from the progress of the baby I would say about five weeks, and that you are not having fraternal twins."

"What about identical twins?" Ian asks getting even happier about the possibility.

"Well with identical twins you see two yolk sacs in one gestational sac. It's a bit too early to see great detail right now so I'm not sure about twins. Since twins run in your family I would assume that it would be a tad bit obvious since you are one of the lucky ones that get to see your child so early."

"When will we know?" I ask mortified at the thought of blowing up like a giant whale.

"Since we are doing an ultrasound at five weeks I will get you to come back at nine weeks if you aren't having any problems. By then we should see more like the general shape of your baby and see if you have two invaders. Most women usually have their first ultrasound at eight weeks but with your severe anemia you're high risk and having a miscarriage makes you even more high risk. I want to make sure that everything goes well and if there is a problem we can avoid I want to make sure we catch it as soon as possible."

"I promise I will come to every single one."

"And I will make sure," Ian chimes in.

"Good now ready to say goodbye?"

"No never! We have to wait four more weeks until we can see our peanut again," I whine.

After a couple seconds Dr. Graham passes me a little black and white picture of what we saw on the screen. "Hopefully this will hold you over." She smiles before handing me tissues to wipe the jell off.

I look at the picture then pass it to Ian and his face lights up.

"Here are all the dos and don'ts and warning signs. Here are your prescriptions fill them ASAP and I expect to you back August 23. Right when you are ready you can leave."

"You got it thank you."

Dr. Graham nods and shakes Ian's hand before walking out. I wipe off all the jell then hop down onto my feet. I turn around to throw the tissues away then slide on my shoes. I look at Ian to see him completely mesmerized by the photo.

"You can keep it if you want."

"No you can have it he or she is going to be causing you the most trouble. I'm not taking the first picture of our child Tiara so you have no choice but to take it."

"Hmm I won't complain," I take the picture and put it into the side pocket of my purse. Ian gets up and follows me out down the hallway still smiling.

"You look super ha-" Ian cuts me off planting a passionate kiss on my lips. He pulls away leaving my lungs begging for air.

"Yeah I'm really happy… all because of you." He starts walking down the hallway and it takes my mind a second to connect with my body so I can move.

After closing my door Ian leans in the window, "So what are you doing tonight?"

"Do you really want to know?"

He rolls his eyes, "Marcus?"

"Sort of I'm not doing Marcus I'm just going out on a dat- dinner going out for dinner. Promise me you won't put your stalking skills to the test."

"I'll try but I'm not making any promises. Promise you won't drink or do anything you will regret with that boy."

"I promise no drinking but not to not doing stuff with that 'boy'."

"Tiara please at least no sex?" He gives me his gorgeous adorable pout.

"Fine no sex who do you think I am? I wouldn't give it up on the first date dinner I mean dinner!"

"You gave it up to me on the first date."

I roll my eyes at his smirk, "That doesn't count! We did go to homecoming together. See you tomorrow at work boss." I roll up my window and back out of the parking spot as Ian stands there watching me as if this is my first time driving.

"I can't believe that you're going on a date with someone!" Cheynne plops down on my bed, "You have the best of both worlds! The way you described him he must be a model and you're married to Ian. This is not fair! I'm surprised he's even letting you do it."

"Well it's not like he could stop me. What could Ian say that wouldn't make him sound like a giant hypocrite?"

"Very true."

"I think he is thinking that this is to get back at him and I'm going to have sex with Marcus so that the playing field is even. Yes it started as being pissed off at Ian but I truly just want to have fun before I'm locked up in the house stuffing my face."

I step into my dress and pull it up before Cheynne zips the back. "Is he coming to pick you up?"

"Mhm total gentleman."

"How old is he?"

"27"

"Where is he from?"

"New York."

"Ooo city boy you're moving on up."

"Like Ian would be considered a country boy? Southern yes country no."

Just as I finish completing my look the doorbell rings causing Cheynne and I to giggle like schoolgirls. She runs downstairs to answer the door as I switch my purses around. I come across the ultrasound picture subconsciously rubbing my stomach. I snap out of my little daydream and head downstairs.

"You better have her home by eleven at the latest I don't want to come and hunt you down," Cheynne warns putting her hands on her hips.

Marcus gives a full throaty laugh, "Yes ma'am you got it." He looks up at me and smiles almost turning me into a puddle of sexual frustration. He takes my hand and kisses it, "Good evening beautiful."

My face becomes hot, "Good evening."

"The roses he brought are already in a vase in the kitchen," Cheynne says smiling.

"Aww thank you, you're quite the gentleman."

"C'mon I only have three hours with you."

Cheynne waves us goodbye as we walk to the perfect silver Aston Martin DB9 Coupe. Marcus opens the door for me making sure I'm comfortably in before closing the door and walking to the driver's side. As he focuses on the road I take the moment to admire his perfect features perfect jawline, perfect nose, perfect lips, perfect body, perfect everything.

Marcus turns and looks at me then smiles, "What are you thinking about over there?"

"Oh nothing where are you taking me?"

"You'll see! I can't just surprise you a little?"

"It's almost impossible to surprise me."

"Hmm challenge accepted."

"Where ever you are taking me I know its fancy since you're wearing a button up and dress pants."

"Maybe I dress like this for every first date."

"Yup that's why you told me to dress up too."

"Just want to match obviously but you will see why since we are here."

I turn and look out the window to see a restaurant that I've heard of but never been to, Copeland's.

"Stay there! I don't want you to see your surprise yet you need the full effect." I laugh at his enthusiasm as he runs around to my side and opens the door. "Close your eyes."

"You better make sure I don't run into a wall."

Marcus laughs, "I promise you won't."

I close my eyes and he wraps his arm around my waist holding me at his side as we walk to what I assume is the building. I hear a door open and close as our environment heats my skin to the perfect temperature. As we walk deeper into a room I hear the voice of Nat King Cole floating around us.

"L is for the way you look at me. O is for the only one I see. V is very very extraordinary, E is even more than anyone that you adore. And love is all that I can give to you…."

I feel Marcus' breath tickling my neck, "Open your eyes."

The room is lit by various candles all around with three small candles on the only table in the middle of the room.

My mouth fell open I couldn't possibly ask for anything more romantic.

"Do you like it?"

"I love it... It's perfect like you."

He smiles, "I'm not the perfect one you are."

I feel the hotness return to my cheeks as he takes my hand and leads me to the table. Marcus pulls out my chair then sits down in the chair next to me.

"You look nervous."

He looks up, "I usually don't take beautiful women out on a daily basis."

"Why not?"

"Eh a tad bit shy."

"You shouldn't be any woman would be lucky to have you."

"The only woman I want to have me is sitting right here." I try to hide my smile but fail miserably. He takes my hand in both of his, "I'm not trying to pressure you into anything or come between whatever it is that you have with Ian. I'm not trying to get into your pants or work my way up the corporate ladder not even one cent more on my very good paycheck. Every woman in the world deserves to be wined and dined, romanced, loved, appreciated and everyone on this planet knows that you have been hurt. I just want to make you happy if you're happy for only one minute with me then everything I've done is worth it."

I feel my heart melting away, "Well right now I'm happy with you."

Point of View: Ian Somerhalder

I pace around my living room trying to put out of my mind that my wife is on a date with another man right now. It feels like all I've done is drink needing to be numb even though I know this is not the best way to do it. Everything is too much for me now I've gone soft not as tough as I used to be or the sad reality is that Tiara has ripped everything away from me without even noticing. Maybe she did notice and that's what she wanted who the fuck knows what goes on in that woman's head?

The doorbell rings and I look up from the carpet getting a little dizzy. You have got to be fucking kidding me I'm already drunk.

Bottle in hand I make my way to the door, "Nice to see you brother… cousin… whatever."

"It's only nine man you shouldn't be drunk until twelve at least," Cody walks in plopping down in the chair next to the couch.

"Oh it's never too early to drown my sorrows about Tiara and my fucked-upness. I can't believe I'm going to be a fucking dad… fuck!"

"Yeah you're drunk using more cuss words from the lack of adjectives."

"Shut up dad! You're younger than me you should be drinking with me!"

"My relationship with my girlfriend is good thank you very much I would like to keep it that way."

I roll my eyes then throw the bottle back like there's no tomorrow.

"While you are here turning into a drunken mess that I am not going to save you from Tiara is in a candle lit room with Marcus Dwayne Wilson. Born on June 16, 1984 in New York, NY went to Harvard but somehow ended up going to IT school and here we are."

"How did you know that?"

"You're not the only one with connections cousin. When did you turn into the type of guy to back out of a fight? In high school, people knew not to mess with you or your girl unless they wanted to have a near death experience. The Ian I know would've told Tiara she can go but would prove to her that there is no one better than you. You can be a self-absorbed dick but it comes in handy sometimes and this right here what you are doing is not being better than Marcus. You don't even have to try to be better but you need to show and prove to Tiara that she married the right man."

Cody gets up, pats me on the back, and begins to walk to the door. "Get your shit together!" He closes the door leaving me alone.

Well I guess I should start with cleaning up this place.

Point of View: Tiara Somerhalder

I feel full like I'm ready to pop after eating dessert. I still can't believe that Marcus did this for me. No one has ever done anything this personal and perfect for me appealing to exactly what I want.

"Dance with me?"

"Hmm sure."

He gives me his perfect smile showing off his pearly whites. Marcus grabs my hand and leads me a couple feet away from the table. As if right on queue one of my favorite songs come on, The Way You Look Tonight by Maroon 5.

Marcus pulls me close pressing our bodies together. He has his right hand wrapped around my waist and his left hand holding mine up and to the side. We somehow act as one moving perfectly in sync.

"You're lovely, with your smile so warm and your cheeks so soft. There is nothing for me but to love you and the way you look tonight." I blush even more being serenaded by this gorgeous man. "You're beautiful you know that?"

"I don't feel like it."

"You should you're one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen."

"And you're one of the most handsome sweetest men I've ever met."

We smile at each other and I feel like a teenager on my first date. "I'm gonna get your heart racing if that's what you need in this teenage dream tonight let you rest your head on me if that's what you need in this teenage dream tonight, tonight, tonight." My mind flashes back to when I was walking down the aisle and how I felt nothing but happiness and love for my husband.

"C'mon I better get you home before Cheynne starts hunting us down."

I snap out of my daydream and take Marcus' hand as he leads me to the car.

We walk up to the front door sneaking glances at each other occasionally. When we reach the door, we turn towards each other.

"I had a lot of fun tonight I really needed this."

"Good maybe we can do it again sometime." Marcus places his hand on my arm giving it a gentle squeeze.

"No matter what I do we will always be friends right?"

"Of course that's all I wanted, for us to be friends that won't change."

"Okay I'm just making sure."

A silence consumes us as we continue to look at each other. "Since this might be the last time we are technically on a date can I do something?"

"Sure."

He pulls me closer by my hips and plants a kiss on my lips. I wrap my arms around his neck happily kissing him back. My lips feel naked when we pull away.

"I guess I should let you go to sleep, goodnight beautiful."

"Goodnight handsome." He walks away as I walk into the house.

Part of me is happy while the other feels guilty I just can't get Ian off my mind. I don't even go upstairs but just grab my keys and head out the door. It's time to take my man back.

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